Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride-Chapter 619 - 615, what’s the hurry, he won’t die!

Titus Zane didn’t know how long he had slept, groggily a little baby crawled in front of him, wobbled its bum and sat beside him, looking at him waving its small hands and giggling non-stop...

"Baby..." In his sleep, Titus Zane curved his lips upward, just as he was about to reach out, the little baby seemed to tumble towards the floor.

A cry of alarm, and the pleasant dream also alarmingly ended, "Baby!" Titus Zane suddenly got up and looked under the bed.

"Child, have you woken up?" Abigail Zimmerman approached, holding a bowl of millet porridge, sat beside the sickbed, scooped up a spoon, "Are you hungry? Have some porridge first."

Retracting his gaze, Titus Zane couldn’t hide the disappointment in his heart, looking at the kind and gentle woman, he asked, "Aunt, how long have I slept?"

"Two days and one night." Abigail Zimmerman sighed, the doctor said that he was greatly shocked, it was normal to be unconscious.

"What about Nathan...?" Titus Zane’s hands tightly gripped the bedsheets, he bit his trembling lips before continuing to ask, "Has he been buried yet? I want to see him one last time..."

At first, Abigail Zimmerman was taken aback by Titus Zane’s mention of "been buried", but after reacting she chided with a smile, "Silly child, what nonsense are you talking about."

The woman immersed in grief didn’t notice what Abigail Zimmerman said, and continued to plead bitterly, "Aunt... let me see Nathan Moore one last time..."

Before Abigail Zimmerman could speak, a stern voice arose at the door of the ward, "Abigail, take him to have a look! After seeing, no more meetings are allowed!" Samuel Zane stood at the door of the ward, his gaze authoritative, his expression displeased.

Caspian Warner has been apprehended, and he confessed the purpose of kidnapping Titus Zane, hearing that his own grandson served such a place, Samuel Zane almost fainted from anger.

It was all Nathan Moore’s doing, if not for him driving his own grandson to a dead end, he wouldn’t have been driven to become a corporate spy.

"Dad, you’ve come." Abigail Zimmerman stood up, casually placing the bowl of porridge on a cabinet beside her, "What? I can’t come?"

Samuel Zane was fuming inside, and his words were not pleasant.

"Dad, look at what you’re saying," Abigail Zimmerman went over to help the old man in, supporting him to sit on the chair in front of the sickbed. Seeing her grandfather, Titus Zane’s heart was flooded with uncontrollable emotions, dissatisfaction, and indignation - internally blaming them for Nathan Moore’s departure.

If his people could have arrived just a little sooner, Nathan Moore wouldn’t have left her...

Feeling aggrieved, Titus Zane instantly started crying, "Are you satisfied now? Nathan Moore is dead, and I can’t be with him anymore!"

"Hmph!" Samuel Zane snorted coldly, his face showing disdain, "I wish he were dead!"

Titus Zane...

Glared back, looking at Samuel Zane, "Grandfather, what are you saying? Nathan... is he still alive?"

Hmph!

Samuel Zane turned his face away and snorted again, his face was taut, but the corners of his mouth betrayed him. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"Survived so many stabs, that kid is lucky!"

"Grandfather..." Titus Zane burst into laughter through tears, excitedly calling out. Without wiping the tears on his face, he asked eagerly, "Which ward is he in now? I want to go see him."

"What’s the rush, he’s not dying!" Samuel Zane feigned displeasure and scolded, but actually meant to say, what’s the rush, he won’t be discharged anytime soon. However, thinking that his grandson was forced to join that organization because of Nathan Moore, he felt annoyed, so his words came out harsh just the same.